It was early morning, just as dawn was breaking.
Early risers lit the stove again, threw in two pieces of firewood, and soon felt a surge of heat rising up, the weather unbearably dry.
"Strange, why is it so hot today..." The person who spoke opened the window to let in some fresh air, but was immediately dumbfounded when they opened the window.
The snow melted away overnight, the temperature outside rose, and the wheat seedlings that were half-dead in the fields last night are now golden yellow, swaying in the wind and making a rustling sound.
"My God, is this a divine intervention?"
Besides ordinary farmers, the slaves brought to the thorny fields to work the land were even more incredulous, directly plucking off a few ears of wheat, crushing them with their hands, and then putting them into their mouths.
The rich aroma of wheat brought tears to his eyes, and he exclaimed, "It's grain...it really is grain!"
Excited people spread the news, discovering that in addition to food, the long-dead vines and green leaves had also come back to life.
The vibrant colors of the newly sprouted flowers far surpass the vividness of the dark green forests covered in ice and snow outside the city, leading some to boldly speculate that this sight might be a sign that the gods have returned.
However, their illusions were soon shattered.
Shi Jinzhe held a handful of wheat ears, took off his hooded robe, and changed into a pure white outfit. Whenever someone confidently claimed that the God of Prayer had returned, he would appear and spoil the mood, telling them, "It's not the God of Prayer, it's the Queen. The Queen prayed to heaven for food."
As he spoke, he flipped his palms, performing a magic trick, showing the people how the flowers bloomed, leaving the indigenous people stunned.
This idea came from the villagers who were chasing him; the people here have an extraordinary love for flowers, even those who believe in the god of war and glory.
Despite her deep hatred, the Queen has not yet dared to topple the black statue in order to temporarily stabilize the people who worship the god of war and glory. This shows that she does not want these believers to become stumbling blocks to her cause and create more trouble for her unification cause.
But there's no such thing as a free lunch. He hates Shekh, yet he wants to use her name. Since he's betraying her, he should betray her to the very end.
After fooling another group of people, Shi Jinzhe walked into a small alley and threw the flowers on the ground.
The stone brick floor glowed slightly, absorbing the life force of the flowers. The life force used up could not be recovered, but it could still be used to replenish the formation.
He originally wanted Shekh to absorb the energy of the white wall directly, but after testing for a long time, he found that Shekh could only destroy it and could not directly recycle it, so he resorted to this inferior strategy.
The things left behind from the time of the gods cannot be recovered now, most likely because an effective energy connection cannot be formed. Since the people of this world do not recognize Shekh as a god, let's just use a substitution method.
Faith is a double-edged sword, so it's best to start here. Once Shekh recovers the energy from the wall, the news from here will reach the Queen's ears, and she will appear.
As expected, news of the Thorn Lands soon reached the Queen.
Inside the magnificent palace, the Queen put down the map in her hand. "An unfamiliar white-haired man?"
"Yes, he said he was your messenger, that your sincerity moved the heavens, and that the messenger said that many people have spontaneously prostrated themselves in the Thorn Land."
The guard presented a tray containing a small bowl of ground wheat flour. "This is wheat from the Thorn Lands," he said.
The Queen ran her finger over the wheat flour, which felt the same as the wheat flour that had been presented as tribute before. "Wasn't this wheat carefully selected?"
"No, all the wheat produced in the Thornland is of very high quality."
The Queen's fingers slowly circled, overnight...
This is not something a normal person could do; she knows best whether or not an envoy was sent.
Could it be that the god of prayer has truly returned?
Thinking of this name, she lowered her eyes. These past two days, she had been experiencing uncontrollable stagnation. Could it be related to her?
The Queen was filled with hatred; if it was true, she absolutely could not let him go!
She closed her eyes and called out to the strange voice that had been dormant in her mind for so long.
When the emotionless voice finally responded, the Queen threw down the bowl of flour. "Prepare to teleport. I'm going to the Tower of Faith."
Outside the thorny thicket.
The lost trio caught a faint scent of wheat. Pu Sheng, looking pale and sickly, pushed aside the bushes. "Over here, can you smell it? It smells so good..."
Yan Ruoying glanced at him and felt that Pu Sheng's nose was twitching like a blind mouse that had come to life, looking like he was so hungry that he wanted to gnaw on people.
"There is a little bit." Ji Hui also walked over. "The smell is very refreshing. Let's go take a look."
Yan Ruoying took a bite of the sour wild fruit and felt so nauseous that she vomited.
"Ugh... let's go then..."
Perhaps these two people's sense of smell suddenly became better because their eyesight was poor. Isn't that how it is in martial arts novels? A blind person can become a master, so their sense of hearing and smell must be extraordinary.
Yan Ruoying waved the wooden stick she was using to probe the way, and after a few steps, she found serpentine tracks on the ground.
"snake!"
Yan Ruoying was thrilled to see the mark; she never imagined that seeing a snake would make her feel so happy.
This dimension, this indentation, this tail is quite large.
"You two have a great sense of smell," Yan Ruoying said. "It's in this direction, let's hurry."
The three men, each holding a stick, came upon the high wall of the thorny thicket at midday.
Before he could act, the purple snake slough that Ji Hui had secured to his sleeve suddenly fell out. "Hey! Snake slough..."
Yan Ruoying hurriedly tried to pick it up, but the huge snake skin unfolded automatically and quickly attached itself to the high wall in front of her. She couldn't catch up with it even when she ran.
Hearing the gasps of surprise, Pu Sheng asked them, "What did you find?"
Yan Ruoying swallowed hard. "I complained last time about why there was such a big snake molt. Now I know the reason. This wall is most likely the skeleton of a snake."
Upon hearing this, Pu Sheng immediately reached out to touch the spot. Ji Hui noticed that he hadn't touched the right place and helped him place his hand in the correct position.
Pu Sheng: "Thanks."
As soon as he touched the snake bone from which the snake's molt had been found, his nerves trembled, and his blood and qi surged wildly within him, causing him to bleed from all seven orifices.
This startled Yan Ruoying and Ji Hui. "What's wrong with you?!"
Ji Hui grabbed his wrists with both hands and tried to pull them down, but Pu Sheng's hands were like nails to them, and he couldn't pull them off no matter what he did.
Yan Ruoying also came to help, and upon glancing at him, she exclaimed in surprise, "Heavens, on his body!"
Pu Sheng could barely stand, completely unaware that he was bleeding profusely. Ji Hui and Yan Ruoying's shouts had no effect on him.
His eyes were filled with a scene: a dark, colorless sky that was so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
Corpses were everywhere among the ruins, but one in particular stood out in his mind: the queen whose eyes had been gouged out, her iconic blonde hair soaked in blood.
As the view zooms out, more and more corpses appear, smoke fills the air, and there is no sign of life in sight. On a towering, steep mountaintop, there are two familiar figures.
That was Shekh, with the ribbons removed. She hung her head, holding the pale-faced Shi Jinzhe in her arms, the world behind her collapsing.
With a bang, the connection to the future was severed, and Ji Hui, Yan Ruoying, and Pu Sheng, who were helping to pull people away, were all thrown several meters away.
The scene that happened in that second almost cost Pu Sheng his life; he was covered in blood.
He clutched his chest, lay on the ground, gasped for breath, and with sheer willpower, reached the high wall once more.
Even someone with no emotional intelligence could tell what that scene meant: Shi Jinzhe was in trouble.
No, he needs to know what happened that caused this accident!
Yan Ruoying, who ran over, was stunned. "Are you crazy? You're still touching me?"
"Quickly...find...someone." Pu Sheng gasped for breath, as if speaking could take his life. "Don't...let them...touch...this...wall..."
He fainted immediately after saying that.
Yan Ruoying and Ji Hui exchanged glances. They looked at the white wall, and the subtle changes were obvious to the experienced players. A drop of white liquid flowed down, and the wall was quietly melting.
Yan Ruoying murmured, "...this wall."
Ji Hui carried Pu Sheng on his back, "Let's make the most of every second, let's go!"
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